Jack and Angela were sitting on their bed, just enjoying each other's company for once, without the interruption of their screaming infant. Michael is a little over a year old now and his teeth are starting to come in, so screaming and crying are a regular sound in the Hodgins/Montenegro home. A show Jack was watching earlier got him thinking. He decided to voice his thoughts.
"Hey, Ange, do you ever want a real wedding? Like with a dress, cake, guests, the works?"
"Well, of course, honey. That's every little girls dream. What brought this up?" Angela asked.
"I was watching How I Met Your Mother the other day and the episode was Lily and Marshall's wedding day and I saw how freaked out yet excited they both were, especially Lily. And I thought about how you deserved that. Maybe not the pregnant harp player, the high school boyfriend or me shaving my head, but everything it was meant to be. Every girl deserves to be treated like a princess." Jack ended his monologue with a huge grin on his face. Angela looked like she wanted to cry. "So, what do you say? Do you want a real wedding? Like the first one, but scratch the long lost foreign husband?" Angela nodded and hugged Jack, crying softly into his shirt. "What's wrong, sweetie? Why are you crying?" He asked, confused as to why she was crying when they just agreed to have another wedding.
"They're happy tears." She said with a smile. "That speech was beautiful. Also, I've been feeling a little emotional lately. That speech brought on the waterworks." Angela said, her tears starting to slow. "How about we tell everyone tomorrow? I'm too lazy to get up right now. We'll call a meeting in the morning when we get there." Jack nodded.
They both sat there until they fell asleep in each other's arms.
I don't own Bones, or How I Met Your Mother, though I wish I did. I think everyone in both fandoms wishes they did. I know I'm not alone out there!
I know I should be working on my Victorious meets Harry Potter reading the books story, but I'm in a writer's block. Yes, a year long writer's block. Besides, this idea wouldn't leave me alone. So should I continue? Let me know!
